“Great!” Grace says. “Two teams. Winners choose tonight’s movie.”
“Men vs women!” Penny claps.
“What topic?” Jace asks.
“Sports!” Cas calls out.
The women groan.
“Music,” Jace says.
Grace glances up. “I’m going to wipe the floor with your asses.”
“Rodeo,” Jace adds.
“That’s not fair,” she protests.
“You worried?”
She straightens. “No. Rodeo it is.”
“We’ll take music,” I say. “You good with that?”
The girls nod.
The call ends.
I glance at Dex. He’s pretending not to care.
He cares.
“You playing?” I ask.
He sighs. “Fine. But only because I want to beat your ass.”
“You can try.”
We split up.
Girls on my phone. Men on his.
They go first.
Six out of ten.
Then it’s our turn.
I smile.
My dad taught me music my whole life. There isn’t a genre I don’t know.
I type fast. Hard questions. The kind that trip people up.
Send.
The men groan immediately.
“This is cheating, Tinker,” Dex says.
